It had been one hell of a week at work and I was excited to be headed home for the weekend. I was promised a date night by the hubs, but that usually consisted of us asking, "no, where do you want to eat?" back and forth for an hour then finally settling on one of the three places we always go. I pulled in the driveway but didn't see Joey's truck. How odd. There was a note on the door that read, "you'll find it on the bed...